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Someone's mother falls to the sidewalk; on the next street someone looks up. In the cathedral, a burst of laughter; in another city the pigeons fly up and scatter. Someone put down in a New York subway
a newspaper picked up in Australia. For each event, the inarticulate glory, the equal and opposite, will tell the story.

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